LDN's official disclaimer: Dante and Trish belong to Capcom. Her OC's Gabriel, Flame and Damon belong to LDN. Solely her, so don't use them without her consent. Thank you! ^_^
*LDN enters with Lord of the Ring music playing.
Lady Deadly Nightshade: *hums along and then stops* Hey everyone, I'm finally updating. I would have updated sooner but all the excitement over Lord of the Rings pulled me away from my uploading duties. ^_^ I just got back from watching it and my god it was so freaking awesome. I can't really describe it. Just that it was fantastic! Sadly that means the journey is over! ;_; I didn't really cry, not like some so to speak, but I still leaked a few tears. I'm going to miss seeing those characters in the big screen. ;_; Ok, no more tears and on to the author comments!
Authoress Comments:
Kikoken: Sorry Kikoken, but I always leave the chapter in a cliffhanger. Just my style of writing. Just to caution you, this one also ends in a cliffy. ^_^
PoisonousFlower: ^_^ Glad to know that FF.net notified you or else we'd have to go medieval on it! LOL!! Watch out for Bilbo, he's behind ya! LOL!!! ^_~ Yuppers, Gabriel is proud to be half angel, I mean who wouldn't. *ponders* Well maybe not me since I'm a bit evil! ^_~ LOL!! I'm glad you liked my descriptions, although I think I could have done better. Don't worry about Gabriel, nothing bad is going to happen to him, or is it? ^_~ *starts singing* I love my baby yes I do!!! ^_^
SecretsofPandora: Thank you for the compliments SecretsofPandora. *sticks out tongue* It wasn't short! ^_~ *pats your back* there, there, don't worry about Gabriel. Nothing bad will happen, um I think. ^_^
Bustahead: LOL!! Who knew we had similar OC's. Though Gabriel is only a quarter demon and a quarter human and half angel. LOL!! I hope I did my fraction right, not too good with math. Despise math actually. I think it's right, eh well. ^_^
Athar-Luna: Hey Miss. Waterfalls! LOL!!! Just messing with ya Athar! ^_~ LOL!! The truth is indeed out there. *X-file theme plays* Sorry you already knew the surprise regarding Gabriel, but I had to tell someone. So any other secret about him you already know, *frowns* you can pretend to be surprised though! LOL!! No comment on Flame. My lips are sealed ^_~ Nah you didn't miss anything, Damon is mine, came out of this crazy head of mine. *hits forehead* Ouch, hard as steel! LOL! ^_^
Alastar: *hands you a blanket and a cup of tea* Sorry to hear you've been sick. I hate being sick, its very disruptive of your life, not too mention you don't really feel like doing anything. I'm glad to see you're better though. ^_^ Thank you for the compliment on my ability to do twists. Glad you enjoyed it. ^_^ Ohhhh a question!! I was actually going to write out why Gabriel's mother couldn't come back in the first story, but I couldn't fit it anywhere and then that ordeal happened, so I kind of forgot. It will be a long story but I'll shorten it. ^_^ When Gabriel died, he didn't die in our sense of the word he sort of went to a different plane of existence. He met his mother there and she sacrificed her ability to come back so that Gabriel could get another chance to live. There is a lot more, but well I don't really want to write it all! LOL!!! If you still have a question about it you can ask me again! I know my explanation wasn't too good! ^_^
Bluemizu: Great to see ya around Bluemizu, I loved your dmc fic by the way! ^_^ LOL!! Yeah I tried to change Gabriel's personality a bit. Someone mentioned there was too much crying in my first DMC fic, so I'm trying to stray away from that. Trying to make everyone stronger, but there will still be emotion. Can't have a great story without some emotion. Yeah, more about Gabriel will be revealed. Free dry cleaning! LOL!!! We'll see about that! ^_^
Charlie: Hey Charlie. Well reading my first story won't help much giving you more information about Gabriel's mom, cause she's dead when it starts. LOL!! Sorry! But I'll give you a bit of info. Her name is Amara and she is indeed a full angel. She had black hair and light blue eyes. I would tell you more but then I haven't really developed her background. LOL!! Wow I had no idea my descriptions were that powerful that almost made you puke too. *hands Charlie a bucket* ^_~ Just in case you need it in the future! ^_^
Lady Deadly Nightshade: Yay, I'm done!!! I think this author notes get bigger as the chapters progress, its all good though. Ok now on to the chapter and its another long and revealing chapter! So please read and review!! Thanks! ^_^
Chapter 8- What's the Deal with Flame?
Trish stepped into Devil Never Cry disappointment on her face. The door had barely closed behind her when abruptly it flew open, almost slamming into her. The door missed her by an inch or two and hit brutally against the wall, almost breaking off its hinges.
"Watch it Sparda!" Trish said disapprovingly. "You almost hit me!"
"Damn it! Not even a slight trace of them!" Dante cursed as he entered Devil Never Cry an angered look on his face. "Sorry." He muttered angrily in apology to Trish. He switched on the light and both he and Trish froze by the door.
Sitting at Dante's desk, twirling a dagger between her fingers and with a smile on her face was Flame. "Finally you two show up." She said gladly. She looked right at home sitting at Dante's desk.
Dante advanced toward her pulling Alastor from his back.
"Oh, no no," She said in a sing song voice. "You don't want to do that. I'm the only one who knows where Gabriel is." She reminded him.
Dante stopped in mid-step and Trish grabbed on to him, just in case he tried that again. Dante stared at Flame, his face taut with anger.
"She's right. We can't do anything to her." Trish told him reasonably, but that didn't stop her from glaring at Flame.
"Where the hell is he?" Dante asked directly, screw the preliminaries. Alastor sparked momentarily in his hand.
"Don't be hasty." Flame said calmly, lazily watching the dagger roll between her fingers. "He's all right, but he could use another set of clothes."
"What happened to him?" Trish demanded.
"Nothing too serious," Flame replied in the same calm tone. "But Trish could you be a dear and get me some of his clothes. I think he would appreciate it greatly."
"Dante?" Trish inquired.
Without taking his eyes off of Flame he said, "Do what she says, Trish."
Without another word, Trish walked past them and up the stairs to retrieve some clothes for Gabriel.
"Flame, I don't want to ask again." Dante told her firmly, impatience in his voice.
"All you need to know is that he's safe and he'll stay that way if you do what we say." She told him.
"We?" He asked looking at her, and then it hit him. "You played me. You've been working with this maniac from the beginning." Dante realized angrily.
Flame nodded her head. "Yeah, I have." She admitted. "Everyone knows that you have a weakness for woman. You trust women blindly." She turned her attention to look at Trish as she reentered the room with a sports bag in her hand. Trish placed the bag on the desk top. "Thanks Trish." Flame told her gratefully. She rose from the chair.
"Wait! What about that story about him having killed everyone in your town including your parents." Dante reminded her. "Was that all bullshit?"
"No," She said sadly. "That was true."
"Then why are you helping him?" Trish asked her.
"You know what; even I don't know the answer to that question." She told them bitterly. "Maybe it's because I don't have a choice." She added angrily.
"That's not true." Dante countered. "There's always another option."
Flame smiled bitterly at them. "Maybe for you, but its too late for me." She grabbed the bag with one hand and with the other a flame danced in her cupped palm. "Please, move out of my way. I wasn't ordered to hurt you and believe me I don't want to."
Dante and Trish cautiously moved to the side, with their eyes never wavering from Flame. They gave Flame a clear passage to the front door of Devil Never Cry. She stopped just outside the door and looked at them.
"We'll contact you and tell you where to find Gabriel." She told them.
Dante nodded briskly, fury in his eyes. It was taking all his strength not to lunge at Flame and kick her ass.
"I'll take care of him till then." She told him truthfully. She turned back toward the street and then she was gone.
"What the hell is her deal?" Trish pondered aloud. "First she's our ally, then she's our enemy and just now she says she'll take care of Gabriel until we get there. I just don't get it."
"I don't get her either," Dante answered. "And what's pissing me off more is the fact that she's making us wait around with nothing to do. I can't wait to meet this boss of hers face to face. I'm going to kick his ass!"
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Gabriel paced back and forth in the small cell. He had finally regained consciousness and for the past twenty minutes or so he paced in a straight line. He felt like there was a raging emotional storm brewing inside him. He was angry, irritated, and disgusted. Not emotionally disgusted, it had more to do with the fact that his clothes were covered in his vomit.
Ew! I'm beginning to smell. He thought miserably to himself, not breaking his stride. Maybe if he didn't move he wouldn't smell it, but whenever he stopped he would start pacing again in a matter of seconds. He heard the sound of footsteps on the floor and he looked up to see who was coming toward him. He hoped it wasn't the guy with the rotting face. If the smell of him and the guy's face mixed again, he wouldn't be surprised if he fainted from the smell.
However that wasn't who was coming toward him. He saw an expansive amount of red and he knew who it was. His light blue eyes gazed unfavorably into her hazel eyes as she neared the cell.
"Aw," She said mockingly. "Don't look at me like that, especially when I have a present for you." She emphasized her words by raising the bag in her hand.
"I don't want anything from you." He said fiercely. "Not a damn thing."
"That's too bad then." She said miserably in the same mocking tone. "I have a change of clothes for you, but if you prefer to stay in those filthy threads, then so be it." She turned around and began to walk away.
"Wait." Gabriel called after her.
"Yes?" She asked innocently as she turned around to face him.
"I wouldn't mind the clothes." He told her. "If I stay in these any longer I might puke again."
"Glad to hear it." She told him as she handed him the bag through the bars. Gabriel took the bag successfully without having to touch her. He really wasn't in the mood to touch her; she was a traitorous wench after all. Thanks to her he found himself in a cage like a monkey at a zoo. He looked into the bag and saw a light blue t-shirt and a pair of khaki pants. He recognized the clothes immediately. "Where did you get these clothes?" He asked her.
"I paid a visit to your dad and Trish at Devil Never Cry." She told him off-handedly. "Something wrong with the clothes cause I didn't pick them. Trish did." She added seeing the look on his face.
"No, its fine." He said caught off guard. "You really have guts, you know that don't you?"
"What do you mean?" Flame asked.
"You walked willingly into Devil Never Cry, business of the legendary demon hunter Dante Sparda and I don't even see a scratch on you." He observed. "Was my father there?"
"Yes, he was and he would have killed me on the spot, but I kindly reminded him that I had you and it was in his best interest not to hurt me."
He nodded his head in understanding. He reached into the sports bag and pulled out the light blue t-shirt. "Do you mind?" He asked her, slightly peeved.
"No, actually I don't." She told him. She crossed her arms and stayed rooted on the same spot.
Hmm, now I really am a monkey in a cage. Gabriel thought wryly. Screw it. He added. He needed out of these dirty clothes now. He pulled off the black dirty shirt and the cool air made his warm skin crawl. He flung the black shirt to a corner of the cell and he grabbed the light blue t-shirt. He pulled it over his head and he was startled as a cold hand touched his chest. In a swift motion he reached out for the hand as the shirt slide down his upper body completely covering him.
His hand gripped Flame's hand and he looked at her surprised. He wasn't expecting her to touch him.
"That was one mean looking scar on your chest." She told him. "Did that happen when you died?"
"Yeah, that's when it happened." He told her.
"Who did that?" She asked him. "Why did you get hurt?"
"It happened because of my father." He replied flatly.
"Dante? Did he do that? And you survived!" She sounded past astonished. "Is that why you hate him?"
"I don't hate my father." Gabriel said defensively. "He didn't stick the blade into me. I did it to protect him, but it never would have happened if…" His words broke off. He realized he still held her hand and he was about to let it go when he felt a surge of energy between them. An image came into his mind.
He saw the figure of a woman kneeling near a body, she was weeping. There was another body beside the one she knelt by. He saw a figure stand behind the weeping woman and the woman quickly grabbed the dagger that lay by her leg. Her red hair whirled around as she rose to her feet in a quick motion, dagger poised to kill. There was a struggle between them and a look of shock spread on the red haired woman's face, then her eyes closed. He recognized the face. It was Flame. The image vanished and Gabriel released her hand. He looked down at his hand in shock, nothing like that had ever happened before.
"What the hell was that?" Flame asked looking at Gabriel.
Gabriel looked up at Flame. "That was you. You were crying. You got stabbed. It looked like you died." Gabriel told her. "What does that mean, Flame?" He asked her.
"Yes, Flame why don't you explain it to him?" Damon said as he entered the room.
Flame looked back at Damon and then she turned back to Gabriel's expecting face.
Lady Deadly Nightshade: *still hearing her LotR soundtracks* Man I love these soundtracks!!! ^_^ Well I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter, please leave a review! Thanks! See ya guys later!!! ^_^